Spent last evening at Boony Doon Beach for a birthday party. The weather was absolutely fabulous for once—high 60′s. I brought lots of layers just in case and used them by evening, but was surprised that it wasn’t foggy and very cold.
Perl spent the first hour running along the beachfront barking and biting the water. The thing about Bonny Doon beach is that it is a nudist beach. The old naked men stuck to one area of the beach behind the big rock. Any time Perl ran that way I didn’t follow and was just hoping she wasn’t licking some old crinkly guy’s balls.
Here she is trying to drink ocean water. Lucky I brought her some fresh water of her own.
The rock was a bit hard to get up. I had to stay down below for the most part because any time I started climbing, she tried too. I know she could have gotten up there but I wasn’t sure that she could get back down. The guys said they could carry her back down, but I don’t think they understand how hard it is to carry 45 pounds of “wiggle.”
While I was sitting down below, I decided to pop open a Mike’s Hard Lemonade. Sitting on the beach, watching the sunset, my dog running free. Until Park Ranger appeared. No one saw him coming. We think he just appeared out of thin air.
Park Ranger: “You are not allowed to have glass on the beach.”
Me: “I didn’t realize that sir.”
Park Ranger: “And no alcohol either.”
Me: “Sorry, sir. It is gone. I’ll put it away.”
Park Ranger: “You have to remove it from the beach.”
Me: “Yes sir.”
Park Ranger: “Now. There is a $1000 fine for glass or alcohol”
Me: “Yes sir. I’ll take it out now sir. Thank you sir.”
Of course, this whole time, I’m wondering when he is going to yell at me for my dog being off leash. Nothing. No mention of it at all. Perl is standing right there looking at him trying to decide if he is friend or foe. And he doesn’t seem to yell at anyone on the rock, but it is hard to see them from that angle. Nor does he scold the naked people. I wouldn’t want to go near them either.
Here is M with his gigantic camera, scaling the rock. He climbed out into some other precarious places and I’m curious to see what photos he got since mine were all from my cell phone and he was making fun of me for blogging from the beach.
If you look closely at the next photo, you can see everyone partying on top of the rock. They came down for a while and played frisbee and football. I had to quit playing frisbee because Perl was so tired she looked lost and confused, so I sat down with her for a while.
After frisbee, I met another girl who was unwilling to scale the rock. She and her boyfriend and I found another pair who were trying to start a fire off the rock. Of course we had an illegal fire on the rock too. Anything to taunt Park Ranger. We roasted sausages and drank beer in glass bottles while my dog ran around leashless. Overall, it was a great party. I met a couple new Interns and Grad Students. Even mixed in a few new people into the group. Hope they had fun, since I didn’t actually see them again after they climbed the rock.
Perl is exhausted today.